Wednesday, August 24, 2016
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
Like a Drunk Monkey
The unpredictable storm, won't hold a steady course and, I have work to do.
It's hard to plan the week's schedule when, you don't know what the weather's doing.
Today, I made sure plenty of storm candles are available to use.
These things come in handy, when the electrical power goes out.
There hasn't been a power outage, due to a storm, in a long time, around here.
Two boxes of these things, are stored on a shelf in my office and, two more at home.
They've been laying around for a few years so, I made sure they still work.
It's a good idea, to test one out and, make sure, it didn't get waterlogged.
Worse than that, some critters could have eaten the wicks and, the candles wouldn't light.
Everything's Good to Go
First, I melted the wax, on the bottom and, stuck the candle to a can of tuna fish.
A black background was propped-up behind it and, I grabbed a camera.
Once the candle was lit, I played mini typhoon with the flame.
All that took, was opening and closing windows and moving fans around a bit.
An animated GIF was created and, I'll practice some more if, a real typhoon ever hits.
There must be two dozen candles in my office but, only one can of tuna.
So, I best buy a few more and some potato chips, just in case.
If, the storm goes away and, my emergency supplies, don't get used, that will be OK.
Candles will get put back in their boxes and tuna cans, fit in my backpack.
Sometime, I'll show you, how to do a canned tuna fish and, potato chip dinner.
It's a classic meal, I invented and, you can substitute things in the recipe.
Sometimes, I use Ritz Crackers with cheese, instead of chips.
And, I'm tempted, to try adding pizza sauce, to the mix for, a little variety.
Keep an eye on the weather satellites and, watch the typhoons.
Don't worry about me. I'm safe and, never run out of things to keep me occupied !
Monday, August 22, 2016
An Impressive Dance
Sunday night, I knew there would be plenty more Eisa dancing, to shoot.
At the start of this festival there was all sorts of modern dance.
Students of the art, were doing some sort of hip hop, pop kinds of things.
Not wild about rap and hip hop, I took photos anyway, just to be polite, I guess.
This Act was Different
It's hard work, peeking through a camera viewfinder.
After shooting a few dozen frames, put the camera down and, enjoyed this.
An old classic Okinawan song and dance, were modernized here and, I liked it.
Their instructor was nearby, watching all the dances and, coaching the youngsters.
There wasn't time, for me to go over and talk to him. I have a few questions.
What's the name of the dance school and where is it located?
How can I get some of my grandchildren signed-up, to go there?
And, "Do you teach those kids, to use those implements as tools or, weapons?"
Sunday, August 21, 2016
Not Quite 1,000 Photos Were Taken
Last night's festival in Kin Town had me going home with over 1,500 images.
Too tired, to walk back to the office and download the camera, I got an idea.
Strap the camera to my body and celebrate, with the rest of the festival-goers.
The Pentax and I were safely home by 2:30AM.
A body needs lots of liquids during the hot days of August. My choice was beer.
Somehow, I woke up and saw, Doc had text messaged me, to make sure, I'd be ready.
If you sleep hard and fast, 4 hours is enough. So, that's what I did.
Cold shower, iced coffee , let the dog out, grab the camera and, off I went.
The batteries were charged, images downloaded and, I was developing when, Doc arrived.
To the Northern Village We Went
It wasn't quite, half past noon when I shot the photos of boats reflecting on the bay.
The sun was blazing hot and, there wasn't much wind or shade.
We had a few hours, to kill, before any activity (we wanted to see) would happen.
On one of the back-roads, we went and watched some gals, practice their dancing.
It's always fun, to meet them and, see if you can make friends.
That way, when the real deal, takes place, they won't be shy around the cameras.
Close to two, in the afternoon, all the women started dancing, along the shoreline.
It's been about five years, since the last time we attended this event.
Surprisingly, some folks still remembered us.
It seems like, more and more, young children, participate these days.
The last time, in this crowd, women were intoxicated and, trying to get me to drink.
The only booze, I smelled today, was on me and, other dudes.
At two, in the afternoon the gals go into the water but, not very far.
Just enough, to get their underparts wet, I guess.
They start beating drums, chanting and cheering the sabani boat teams, from their districts.
There are other activities, such as praying and sumo wrestling at ths festival.
We decided enough vitamin D was pumped into out bodies and decided, to head for home.
The event is called Unjami or, Ungami and, you can learn more about it HERE.
My cameras are recharged and, I'm about to leave this office, to do likewise.
Friday, August 19, 2016
5 Animated GIFs of Evening Dancing
The streets were alive with music and chants this week and, there's more to come.
It would be impossible to photograph them all but, I gave it about 5000 attempts.
The girls dance to the rhythm in kimonos and flip-flops.
Energetic drummers, dance and, jump into the air.
In the early hours, you may see children, costumed and, dancing with their parents.
Some folks, might say, the music is loud enough to wake the dead.
Well, it's a festival, held yearly, to welcome the ancestral spirits back home !
Wednesday night was Ukui (last day of Obon) and, the spirits departed for the heavens.
Catching up on photo processing, I'll be taking the night off and, relaxing.
Tomorrow night, there's a festival, going on in Kin Town.
And, I'll be out shooting Eisa groups, all over again !